One Sword Seals Immortals

Fu Hanzhou opened the window, only to hear eagles shouting in the wind outside.

Tianwen's appearance made many minions downstairs exclaim, obviously they found their target.

The master of Fengjiang Hall immediately gave an order: "Catch me! It doesn't matter if this personality is killed, Tianwen must get it!"

Outside the attic, the low-level players gradually struggled to support themselves, and their morale dropped.

"This group of NPCs are over 40 levels at every turn, how can they fight..."

"Why hasn't the sword god come out yet, has he already run away?"

"Wouldn't it be a losing plot battle?"

Everyone in Fengjiang Hall used lightness kung fu to fly up to the roof of the attic, and began to chase and intercept Feng Liying.

Fengliying's lightness skill is excellent, dealing with the enemy in a square inch, but there are more and more minor injuries on his body, and he is still yelling: "By the way, the master can tell fortunes, one divination is 50 taels of silver, you count what?"

As he spoke, he laughed loudly, and flew down to the attic with Tian Wen, and started playing hide-and-seek in the nearby bamboo forest again.

When the enemy saw what he did, he immediately understood: "He wants to use the question of heaven to divert the tiger away from the mountain!"

Feng Jiangtang said: "Follow the heavens first, and complete the order of the king..."

In the confusion, the Demon Sect member said: "No, the Lord told me that if you want to capture the sword in the shadow alive, the latter must still be in the attic!"

The two sides could not reach an agreement, and the troops were temporarily divided into two groups.

While continuing to surround the attic, he chased after that slippery Feng Liying.

Inside the window, Fu Hanzhou took the situation into consideration, turned around and took out a masked black scarf.

He saw Ying Longcheng meditating with his eyes closed on the bed, his lips were already purple-black, it was obvious that Gu poison had entered his heart veins, and he fell into a semi-comatose state again.

Fu Hanzhou said softly: "Wait for me."

Next.

While covering his face, Fu Hanzhou said in his heart: "Koukou, estimate the level of the enemy."

Kou Kou said: "Report Master, Kou Kou observed 217 people, 22 of them were injured and left the battlefield. The average level is 39, and the highest level is 62!"

Fu Hanzhou asked again: "How many swords have you simulated these days?"

Kou Kou said blushingly: "Kou Kou only has 20% of the computing core to continue computing, and now a total of 282139 sword moves have been simulated."

Fu Hanzhou said: "Very good, we have selected rare sword moves."

"Screened: 1810 moves of rare world-level swordsmanship!" He said, "Don't you want legendary swordsmanship master?"

Fu Hanzhou smiled, and answered the wrong question: "How many players are there?"

Koukou: "260 people, increasing continuously!"

[(Excellent Broadcasting) Live broadcast of the new copy of Kuaixia Academy Waige! ! ——Feng Liying is in a hard fight! 】

In the live broadcast room of "Blue-collar wage earners", hundreds of thousands of people have gathered, and it has become the traffic No. 1 in the "Golden World Jianghu" area.

Through his live broadcast footage, thousands of players in Kuai Xiafu are aware that there is an adventure event in progress.

There is an endless stream of them, and they are coming by various means.

When Fu Hanzhou jumped off the loft in black, hundreds of people had already looked up at the scene.

Everyone in the Demon Sect was overjoyed:

"The sword in the shadow! It really appeared!"

"Let the lord have an order. Whoever captures this person alive will be rewarded with ten thousand gold and a treasure book!"

Players are also overjoyed:

"Big Brother Shadow is finally here, another NPC ends up!"

"Can it be won? Is this the first faction war between good and evil?"

Fu Hanzhou gently stroked the sword "Feng Ting" in his hand, and faced countless minions from the Demon Sect in front of him.

He asked Koukou the last question in his heart: "Koukou, do you know which moment is the happiest when playing games?"

He guessed: "Is it the time when the black-bellied master lost all his underwear?"

"No." Fu Hanzhou smiled, "It's the ultimate reckless moment of 'I just want to kill everyone here today, or be killed by everyone here'."

Koukou: "Huh?"

Fu Hanzhou drew his sword.

As soon as the wind and thunder came out, the color of the situation changed, and the ultimate sword intent suddenly bloomed, everyone changed color.

"Come."

Fu Hanzhou held the sword in his right hand and hung down, and made a light move with his left hand:

"When the Lord told you that I can use swords, did he tell you that I can use twenty-eight thousand swords?"

In the demon gate, someone shouted: "Come on! Let the Lord tell you, fill his inner strength with human life, and the sword in the shadow will be at hand!"

The crowd agreed!

The crowd was like a sea, rolling up huge waves and rushing towards Fu Hanzhou head-on.

The first sword handed over was still bloody, Fu Hanzhou cut it off with one sword!

Blood light soared into the sky, and a startled head flew out with it.

Koukou: "onedown!"

Fu Hanzhou swung his sword horizontally, touching the two big knives in front of him, and then swung out another sword: "Three."

Before he could take a breath, two people came from behind him.

Fu Hanzhou spit out his internal energy, and the man jumped up like a roc, and landed lightly on the shoulder of one of them.

The sharp edge of a spear brushed across his face, bringing up a trace of blood, which he turned a blind eye to.

Another magnificent sword!

"Six."

Behind the crowd, the commander of the Demon Sect said: "Don't attack the vital points! Give me anesthetics! Bring him down! If anyone hurts his life, I will make him go to the Nine Snakes Ten Thousand Gu Cave!"

Everyone in the Demon Sect surrounded him but did not dare to kill them, so they made up their minds to exhaust Fu Hanzhou's physical and internal strength.

This gave Fu Hanzhou a little chance.

Beheading 20 people in a row, he had a small wound on his shoulder, but it was not fatal.

But the count displayed by the "anesthesia" debuff reached 816/1000. Once the value was capped, his drug resistance would be broken, and he would fall into an incurable coma.

Fu Hanzhou glanced at it, then smiled: "You still want to capture me alive? Bei Chen is too underestimated."

After all, he held Feng Ting tightly with his left hand.

With a sword drawn, fresh blood snaked down, and Feng Tingjian drank blood, looking scarlet and strange.

The pain allowed him to maintain his sanity.

"Come again."

Fu Hanzhou laughed, turned around and saw many players behind him, and said again: "Do you want to learn swords from me?"

The players were stunned to see him rushing into the formation like a god descending from the earth.

Hearing this, some people nodded one after another, and another said: "We will go too!"

Fu Hanzhou said: "I have [-] swords, so look carefully!"

"The first sword is called 'Gentleman dies confidant, raise sword out of Yanjing'!"

Fu Hanzhou did not evade or retreat, raised his lightness kung fu, and even took the initiative to meet the enemies in the formation.

A cold arrow pierced his shoulder, bringing out a cloud of blood.

But Fu Hanzhou's sword had already been swung out, the rainbow light passed, and blood flowed like a river.

Shouting loudly: "26!"

"Come again!"

Fu Hanzhou backhanded the sword, leaving dripping blood on his palm.

His eyes turned red, and everyone who looked at him turned pale with shock.

The wind and thunder danced like a nine-day dragon.

"The second sword, 'Murder in the world of mortals, hold yourself in the sword'."

"The third sword, 'Kill a person in ten steps, never leave a thousand miles away'."

"47!" He kept shouting, "Master, the remaining 5% of internal strength and 14% of physical strength, it's time to go."

"Don't go." Fu Hanzhou said coldly, "I just want to kill everyone today."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the player: "Can you see clearly?"

The players were stunned, but seeing the sword in the shadows coming like hell, their black clothes were dyed dark red and purple, and they rushed into the formation again.

Wherever the shadows went, swords and swords were seen, and there was a bloody storm.

Taking a closer look, there are double images left by Jian Guang in front of my eyes!

[System: Ding, you have obtained some information about rare swordsmanship due to observing the legendary battle history. 】

[System: Ding, an unknown NPC taught you the sword move 'Ten steps to kill a person' (rare level, incomplete 1/28000), do you want to spend 8520 experience points to learn it? 】

Everyone lost their voices in shock, they didn't expect such an arrogant swordsman to exist in the world.

Is he tireless, painless, and fearless?

Or murder like a madman, looking down on life and death?

Is this a human being, or a sword that never returns?

"The fourth sword, 'Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, one sword is frost and cold fourteen states'."

"61."

Fu Hanzhou gasped deeply, the palm of his left hand was dripping with blood, and another sword strike kept him awake.

The right hand holding the sword had already started to tremble, and his limbs were shivering uncontrollably from the heat.

This means that physical strength has reached its limit, and internal strength can no longer provide support!

There are still hundreds of people in front of them, killing them endlessly.

Someone shouted: "He has reached his limit, let's go together!"

Fu Hanzhou exhaled in a low voice, sweat slid down his forehead and fell into his eyes.

The [-] experience from players learning swordsmanship has been fully invested in the inner strength and mental method "Swallowing Yuan Method".

At level 36, it provided a little internal energy again, allowing his nearly exhausted sea of ​​energy to regain a little vitality.

"Fifth sword, 'One body fought for three thousand miles, one sword was once a million division'."

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and a few more heads are taken.

A cold sword struck from the side, and a sword pierced into Fu Hanzhou's arm.

He lost his strength and retreated, and the famous sword "Feng Ting" fell to the ground, and was quickly lost in the crowd.

In the confusion, Fu Hanzhou shouted: "Eagle in the wind! Give me the sword!"

Another sword pierced his left leg, and Fu Hanzhou knelt down on one knee, raising his eyes coldly.

On all sides are the eyes, blades and blood of the enemy.

The night is boundless, pitch black as a curtain.

Fu Hanzhou roared angrily: "God asks!!!"

A bit of starlight flew towards him, piercing through the enemy's flesh and blood in an instant, and falling straight into the blood-stained soil in front of Fu Hanzhou's eyes.

Fu Hanzhou grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand, and Tianwen let out a golden stone dragon chant.

Jianfeng drank Fu Hanzhou's blood immediately.

As if the fallen leaves had found their roots, the blood was connected in an instant, and the heat rolled up, burning through his chest.

The sword seemed to know him.

Coincidentally, he also knew about swords.

"Come again! 'I shrink back from myself, even though there are tens of thousands of people, I will go'!"

He trampled on him, happy and fearless.

Mouth said: "Master, there are 99."

Feng Liying came and stood behind him.

However, Fu Hanzhou was almost exhausted and could no longer take care of him.

The two stood with their backs to each other, Feng Liying was still very happy, and whispered: "Zhouzhou, you can fight if you want, I will accompany you, you will never be alone."

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving a piece of pure land, and the leader of Fengjiangtang stood in the middle.

Fu Hanzhou was out of breath, he stood with his sword in the middle of the pool of blood, and said solemnly: "One more."

The leader of Fengjiang Hall said: "He is a hero! It's a pity, it's a pity - the person who ordered you, and Chi Jun wants this sword!"

After all, he held a ring head knife and stepped forward brazenly.

The enemy is level 62, so take time to rest and wait for work.

Fu Hanzhou took a deep breath, the first sword hit the opponent's blade, and he retreated three steps in a row because of the loss of strength.

Tianwen hummed and trembled slightly, a warm current fed back from the hilt of the sword, and flowed into Fu Hanzhou's dantian——

He could feel that it was the breath of the sword god Yinglongcheng.

"Okay." He responded softly, "Kill! Don't shed blood, don't truce!"